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| Summerlea Street, Pittsburgh, PA 1965 |
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| 34th Street, Astoria, NY 2011 |
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Today I am
So so so much is going on, soo many things to do and manage and say.
I pretend, I even give lip service to the "staying in the present" but it is just that, a kind of fantasy. The whole life thing, parenting a 4 year old boy, working, school, end of semester, 2 shows coming up, moving and deciding possessions and storage while we are planning for a major life change and move. All crushed into a couple of days, weeks, months.
To bring it back to the gratitude, the simple, of this present moment, I will state...
Things I love today:
My family in the morning running around, chaotic but alive and refreshed. My husband making lunch for my son, encouraging him to use the "potty" and brush him teeth, coffee brewing, dishes done, shifting use of the bathroom, Cyber Chase or Curious George on TV. All that good stuff.
I pretend, I even give lip service to the "staying in the present" but it is just that, a kind of fantasy. The whole life thing, parenting a 4 year old boy, working, school, end of semester, 2 shows coming up, moving and deciding possessions and storage while we are planning for a major life change and move. All crushed into a couple of days, weeks, months.
To bring it back to the gratitude, the simple, of this present moment, I will state...
Things I love today:
My family in the morning running around, chaotic but alive and refreshed. My husband making lunch for my son, encouraging him to use the "potty" and brush him teeth, coffee brewing, dishes done, shifting use of the bathroom, Cyber Chase or Curious George on TV. All that good stuff.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Things I love # 6
Things I love # 6
Laying in a field of grass,
(long but not too long),
in a orchard of flowering trees.
The feel of the moist grass,
the fresh smell,
the warmth of the sun.
Making grass angels, taking pictures, playing,
and laughing
with people I love.
Laying in a field of grass,
(long but not too long),
in a orchard of flowering trees.
The feel of the moist grass,
the fresh smell,
the warmth of the sun.
Making grass angels, taking pictures, playing,
and laughing
with people I love.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Rocks in my Heart
oh no I don't want to talk about these things. Too many internal rocks.
Plus, I've gotten through another week of
"don't ask", "don't tell";
(lets) "walk around the elephant";
hint, hint; wink, wink...
Ok so now the break comes.
a week of spring
hopeful
full of time
creation
love
healing
Gratitude.
Plus, I've gotten through another week of
"don't ask", "don't tell";
(lets) "walk around the elephant";
hint, hint; wink, wink...
Ok so now the break comes.
a week of spring
hopeful
full of time
creation
love
healing
Gratitude.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Musing of this week
I walked out most every day this week under dressed.
The air was cold, but the light was bright, even the days (like most) that it rained.
In between the rain were clear blue skies with that cool bright and yellow sun.
I walked past bundles of branches, cherry blossoms, buds on the trees. And birds chirping.
All else stressed and crazy. Mixed and piled up.
Numbers missed, money tight, communications all off target.
Trying to hold boundaries is exhausting, not doing it well either. A challenge for sure. But not the worst. I made it through my second week. Whew. Done. Tomorrow I go to the beach. Sunday a big cleansing of possessions.
One foot in front of the other. Looking down and remembering where I am, it's here, it's now. Those things I can do, when I am graced enough to think of them. Mostly I am caught in the whrilwind. I just need to keep my gaze softly on that form ahead of me.
I am graced enough to be grateful for every moment that brought me to and including this moment here and now. Thank you.
The air was cold, but the light was bright, even the days (like most) that it rained.
In between the rain were clear blue skies with that cool bright and yellow sun.
I walked past bundles of branches, cherry blossoms, buds on the trees. And birds chirping.
All else stressed and crazy. Mixed and piled up.
Numbers missed, money tight, communications all off target.
Trying to hold boundaries is exhausting, not doing it well either. A challenge for sure. But not the worst. I made it through my second week. Whew. Done. Tomorrow I go to the beach. Sunday a big cleansing of possessions.
One foot in front of the other. Looking down and remembering where I am, it's here, it's now. Those things I can do, when I am graced enough to think of them. Mostly I am caught in the whrilwind. I just need to keep my gaze softly on that form ahead of me.
I am graced enough to be grateful for every moment that brought me to and including this moment here and now. Thank you.
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